It had started as the group were making their way back to their temporary residence to pack up after the final game. The first indications were the shouts from nearby, smoke rising in the distance, and the glow of fire further down the seemingly endless rows of tents.
Four adults immediately drew Wands.
"Fred, George get the kids and take them to safety. Bill, Charlie, Percy with us." Their father commanded in a tone none of his children had ever heard before.
The twins nodded, before ushering Harry, Ginny, and Ron in the opposite direction, and towards a tree line that overlooked the encampment. Nearby a panic broke out, with Wizards and Witches of all ages running in every direction possible. Ginny and Ron ended up separated from the other three, with the older of the two dragging his sister out of the crowd and towards where he estimated the rendezvous point was.
"Ron, what the hell !?"
"It's fine Gin, the twins will catch up and then we can just hang out here until then…"
" That's your plan? What about the ones doing the attacks, what happens if…"
"Well well well looky who we have here." A voice interrupted, paling the two children as they spun around to view three cloaked men walking
"You kiddies really should learn not to sneak off away from your parents, who knows what might happen to you."
Ron went for his Wand, only to be stunned and tossed to the ground, leaving Ginny alone to back away from them as they advanced on her. The third man took that moment to chime in, a sickening grin underneath his mask. "Such a pretty little thing you are. I bet all the boys want a piece of you hm? Now why don't you be a good little girl for us and open those robes of yours so we can…"
"Step away from her."
The adults paused, before glancing over at the newcomer, a raven-haired teen.
"Harry!"
"Harry?" one of the men inquired, before roaring out in laughter, "Harry Potter !? This is the famous 'boy-who-lived'? Some stupid little brat!?"
The other two joined in the laughter, before turning their attention completely to the older child, missing the look of absolute relief on the redhead's face. "Maybe we ought to teach the little hero a lesson? Show him who he is…"
The oldest man, a relatively low-level Death Eater who had managed to escape prosecution due to sheer luck, suddenly found it rather difficult to breathe. Panic coursed through his veins as his hands went to his throat but found nothing there. Beside him his two 'companions' seemed to be in a similar situation.
"I do not recall giving you permission to breathe the same air as us…"
One masked man fell to his knees, struggling for even the slightest of gasps.
"How disappointing adults are. You believe yourselves to be so superior simply due to age and yet all I need to do is take away the ability to expand your lungs and you are helpless. Lose the ability to speak or wave around a stick and you become even more worthless than a Muggle."
Minutes later and three corpses were all that remained.
...
"GINNY!" Molly Weasley practically screamed in relief as she sprinted towards her daughter and swept the young girl up into her arms, meanwhile her husband had pulled Ron into a hug as well.
The three wayward children had been located an hour later by the frantic adults after being found by the twins. Needless to say, it had been one of the most terrifying for the two parents.
"You okay pup?" Sirius whispered as he pulled his own godson into a hug.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
Remus laughed softly from mere feet away, "We were just worried about you, that's all…"
"More like scared out of our bloody minds! You need to stop getting into trouble pup!"
"It wasn't as if I went looking for trouble…" If the two men didn't know better, they would have sworn their godson was pouting.
"Ginny… did Harry?" Molly inquired softly as she pulled the young girl off to the side.
The teen nodded, "Yeah mom… I told you I was safe with him…" Her mother wiped a few more tears from her eyes, before giving another sobbing laugh.
"I do hope you find some way to thank him." There was a slight twinkle in the older woman's eyes, a mischievous spark that Ginny instantly interpreted as another thing to not mention to her father.
Ginevra Weasley laughed, "Yeah mom… I have a few ideas."
...
"So, my Lord… how was your summer?"
Harry gave a slight shrug, "Quite interesting."
"No uh… shagging everything that moves again?"
This time the boy-who-lived rolled his eyes at the young Zabini's comment. "Not this time Blaise, sorry to disappoint you. Just the normal amount of sex."
"Uhm no offense my Lord, but your definition of 'normal' isn't quite the same as ours…"
"Oh?"
"Uh yeah… most of us have never even seen a girl naked…" The young Malfoy muttered, almost as if in shame.
"Come on Draco don't be ridiculous… none of us have seen a girl naked…"
"Not true." Pansy remarked, before standing up and moving to sit on her Lord's lap, not noticing the slight shift he made in seeming discomfort. "I see girls naked in the shower all the time, and I know my Lord has as well…"
"Okay yeah, but I mean the rest of us…" Blaise replied.
The Parkinson heiress gave the slightest of huffs in indignation, "Not our fault you… fall short. So, my Lord… any chance we will have some… alone time later this evening?"
Harry's face had turned to look out the window, how odd for these feelings to be popping up again . He hadn't felt this way since that evening on the beach. "Not tonight Pansy, I have other things to take care of."
Though he did not see it, he was most certainly aware of the confused look the girl shot towards her betrothed, or the confused shrug he replied with.